Tuesday, March 12, 2002 :::
Here's a lil sum'in sum'in I wrote over X-Mas break titled: Eternal Resolution.
I am a klutz. Falling easily. Sometimes it's hard to get up off the slick ground. I try to scratch, but my nails don't have teeth yet, so they gum the tile. And I can feel the bruises forming on my knees. I can almost make out my reflection, mangled more by the misplaced strands of hair then the cracks mirrored in my eyes. As on mornings of nights spent scratching skin against skin. Freshly waxed thighs glistning in persperation. Making out perfection through a naked mans eyes. I can feel the bruises forming from the clumsy fall, & sometimes it's hard to get up. I am a klutz. Dropping shit. Sometimes it's hard to pick up all the pieces scattered around my feet. So tiny. There always seems to be one stuck under my skin, pulsing & stinging until I can gum it out. There's lots of little shreds in there-not enough to cause hemmorage, just enough to be annoying. But I'm the one who broke to pieces. Loosing grasp. And sometimes it's hard to put it back together. I am a klutz. Tripping over myself. Damaging my skin every day with each puff of light air. But if you were to see me, doing that dance I do: Hips shakin' just right. Lips smakin' just right. Words forming just right. You'd never know.
::: posted by Jen at 8:29 AM
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